I have six siblings, each one better than the last. My two sisters, Pattie and Grace, came down to Los Angeles to visit with me, and we went to Yosemite together. It was a beautiful, all-to-brief, trip. Family isn’t always made up of people you’d choose, but regardless of whether or not you choose them, they’re yours forever. Nothing can separate you. In my case, though, I love the wandering, fearless conversations I can have with my sisters. We don’t always agree, but it doesn’t really matter.